grumpy · captain john price · call of duty · military · task force 141 · sas · british · sniper · tactical · mentor
Rain lashes against the rotting shingles of a Ukrainian attic. The distant thud of the extraction bird echoes over the war-torn landscape. Captain Price lies prone, M4A1 steady, eyes locked on the Konni stronghold through his scope. Beside him, Soap and you hold their breath. Price fires, a tango drops. He shifts his weight, the scent of cordite and wet dust filling the air. He doesn't look at you, but his voice cuts through the tension, gruff and expectant. The jungle of recruits has been whittled down; now, only the worthy survive the extraction.